The Blob Page #2
Dave. No, I mean it.
l-- swe-- I promise.
Right, Jane? Huh?
- Right.
- See?
- No more horseplay.
- No more horseplay, Dave.
- No, no more fooling around.
- Get outta here.
Here they come.
Hey, what happened?
- Sergeant Bert?
- No, no, no. Dave.
- Oh, you're lucky it wasn't Bertsie.
- Yeah, you're not kidding.
- You don't know the half of it.
- What?
- Last night we seen Gig's car
parked in front of Nancy's.
- Listen to this.
So we decided we'd move it,
hide it on him.
So we're moving it down
the center of the street...
[ Laughing ]
- [ Laughter ]
get it started, you know?
He says, "I don't care. You're blocking
traffic. Move it out of the way."
So then he gets out of the car,
comes over to us...
and he's helping us move Gig's car.
[ All Laughing ]
Just then, Gig
comes out of the house...
and he's yelling,
"Who's stealing my car ?"
- I thought Bertie would drop his teeth.
- I bet he did.
- [ All Laughing ]
- If Gig didn't cover for us,
we would've been in trouble.
Yeah, you know, I'd sure hate
to cross Bertie again tonight.
Hey, what happened
with you and Dave?
I got a lecture.
Promised to be a good boy.
You know, Dave's a good guy.
I think we have been steaming
him up a little too much.
There's about two inches of rubber
on the street outside Doc's house.
Hey, I almost forgot.
I gotta do something for the doc.
- What?
- I gotta go up
and check on some people.
- You wanna come with me?
- Oh, no, man.
We're going to the flicks.
- At this time of night?
- Yeah, it's a midnight spook bit.
We got some rumors there'd be
some unprotected women in the balcony.
Well, listen, why don't you--
Come on, come with us.
You can go to the movies after.
It'll only take a half hour.
- Come on !
- It's okay with me.
- All right, man, lead the way.
- Okay.
Groverton 4771 .
Hello.
Is Dr. Gilpen there?
Dr. Hallen.
Oh, he has?
No, no message.
Thanks. Good-bye.
Hello?
Kate? Dr. Hallen.
I'm still at the office.
Something's come up.
I'll need your help right away.
No, you've got to come back.
There's a man here with some
sort of a parasite on his arm.
It's assimilating his flesh
at a frightening speed.
I may have to get ahead of it
and amputate.
No, l-- I don't know what it is
or where it came from.
[ Tony Whistles ]
Man, look at that, will you?
- What is it?
- Wow, I don't know.
[ Al ]
Tony, look.
- Hey, what landed here?
- We must be getting close
to the front line.
Hey, why would anybody
leave a lantern here?
- I don't know.
- What is it, Steve?
- It's hot.
- Watch it.
- A shooting star ?
- Hey, we saw that too !
A real big one,
like a skyrocket.
- Oh, yeah, about an hour ago.
- You think this is it?
- I don't know.
- Let me see.
Wow, a real piece of sky.
Here, Mooch.
You mean that this little pebble
has been out there hot-roddin'
around the universe?
Probably big as the moon
when it started.
No kiddin' !
Let me see it, Mooch.
And this is all
that's left?
Well, it's all that's here.
- [ Dog Howling ]
- I'll bet there is a house close by.
Doesn't sound like a house.
It sounds like a dog.
- Come on, Steve. Let's go look.
- Yeah, sure.
- Hey, wait a minute.
- [ Dog Barking ]
- Hey, there's a house.
- Hey, real nice.
- You think anybody's here?
Hello? Hello? Doesn't look
like there's anybody here at all.
Hey, I can't see anything
but just that little dog.
Oh, Steve, open the door
and let him out.
Okay. Come on.
[ Whistles ]
- Come on. Come on.
- Come on. Come on.
- Come on, pal.
- Come on. Ohhh. Come on out.
- Doesn't look like anybody
was there at all.
- Come on.
I guess it's
the old man's dog.
Don't you worry, baby.
You'll be all right.
- Think this is the place?
- It sure looks like it.
This is a cozy spot. No neighbors,
no cars, no roads, no lights.
Yeah, and no movies.
Come on, you guys, let's get outta here.
- Let's go, Mooch.
- I guess there's nothing else
you can find out here, Steve.
No, no, I guess not.
Why don't you come with us to
the spooky show, huh? You'd like it.
- No, no thanks.
- Ah, you gotta stop takin'
everything so serious-like.
Gotta live a little.
You gotta go, you know?
Yeah, Steve, you gotta
hang loose, like me.
- Okay, sure, the spook show.
- Come on.
- Let's go, you guys !
- Yeah, comin'.
- Steve?
- Yeah.
- What about the dog?
- I don't know.
I mean, we can't just leave him here.
He'd starve to death.
- Yeah, that's right.
- Couldn't we take him with us?
Sure. I guess that's the least we could
do for the old man. Come on, let's go.
Oh, hello, Kate.
Thanks for coming back.
It's okay.
What do you want me to do?
You better take his pulse. But don't
touch that material on his right hand.
like an acid.
Doctor, where is he?
What do you mean?
[ Gasps ]
[ Dr. Hallen ]
Kate, stand still. Don't move.
It must have absorbed
the old man completely.
I don't know what this is, but it's got
to be killed before it gets any bigger.
- Oh, Doctor, I'm afraid.
- Try to stay as far away
from it as you can.
- Kate, be calm ! Now do as I say.
Behind you.
The trichloroacetic acid.
- Throw it !
- Throw it?
Yes, but for heaven's sake,
don't get any of it on your hands.
Doctor, nothing will stop it.
A gun. In my den.
I've got to go for it, Kate.
Now try to stay
absolutely still.
- Don't go. Don't leave me.
- I'll be right back.
Doctor, come back !
Come back !
[ Whimpering, Screaming ]
- Kate, what's the matter ?
Kate ! Kate, what is it?
Kate !
[ Sloshing ]
Kate !
[ Gunshots ]
[ Dog Barking ]
Listen, you stay there,
and I'll go in and tell the doc.
- It doesn't look
like there's anybody here.
- Yeah.
Well, maybe he took the old man
to the hospital. Anyway, I'll check.
Okay.
Listen, I'm gonna check in the garage
and see if the doc's car is there.
Oh, okay.
Steve. Steve,
what's the matter ?
[ Panting ]
- Steve, tell me what happened.
- [ Dog Barking ]
- I can't.
- Well, what happened?
- It was so--
- Steve, what is it?
- It's got the doc. It's got--
- What's the matter with him?
Just like the thing on the old man's
hand, only it was bigger.
Then it was on his whole head, and then
in just a second he disappeared.
- He disappeared?
- He was all gone. He was all gone.
- You know, he just disappeared.
- Steve, what are you talking about?
I'm sorry.
Get in the car, Jane.
Well, what are you
gonna do, Steve?
We're gonna go to the police.
They'll know what to do.
[ Police Radio, Indistinct ]
[ Officers Chattering ]
Well, we can get someone
over there tomorrow. Yeah.
- We'll have someone over there
first thing in the morning.
- Well, what's this?
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